Harmony

When Leta gets home from school I let her have a snack and take a break for at least a half hour. Then she has to sit at the piano and play through her lesson for the week. Twice. Usually I have to take a break from working, go find her and inform her that her half hour is up. But yesterday she took her snack into the living room (cheddar goldfish in that blue bowl) and started practicing without any word from me. The sound of her songs echoing through the house is going to be one of the best memories I have of her childhood.